Going...Going...Gone

Things come and things go
feelings, love, friends, foes
all of this i know not where
it hides or tarries, out of site
but this I know, when we grow old
someone leads, where we wish not to go
the youth that was, fades away
gray replaces as gold recedes.
those who once, took care of us
in turn must now reverse with us
the chalice held in youthful hands
disapperars as age advances
the chore at hand, I must now do
switches us from me to you. by sstreight

My brother and I have a very distasteful chore we have to do tomorrow concerning our mother who is getting up in age and making unhealthy choices for herself. The time has come for us to step in. She must be lead as she once lead us. I hope we can convince her not to do what she is wanting to.

The New Year went well I guess. Didn't do anything. I started watching my new granddaughter this week and her older sister. I enjoy watching them. I was watching the older one 5 days a week but now her other grandmother and I are going to share the task. I'll have two days, she'll have two days and we'll share Wednesday by switching every week.

Last week we went tot he Thunder game the day before New Year's Eve and stayed in a hotel. It was a lot of fun. We only live 30 minutes from there but it's always fun to stay in a hotel, at least I think so.


I'll leave with a poem I wrote.